Feeling dizzy and feeling heavy as iron...

Peter Parker slowly opened his eyes, and the memories in his mind were chaotic, like a marquee before death, with frame after frame flashing quickly.

For example, a USB flash drive is inserted into the host computer and data is being transferred quickly. But the strange thing is that Parker feels that he is both the USB flash drive and the host computer.

In the last fragment of the memory, he destroyed the super collider, his seriously injured body got stuck in the ruins, and was hammered to death by Kingpin's casserole-sized fist...

Then, he seemed to have arrived in a place called hell, and he was so confused that he couldn't remember clearly.

Two figures were quarreling in front of them. One was surrounded by black mist, and the other was blazing with flames. The two sides did not argue for long before they started fighting.

The guy covered in flames was pushed to the ground and rubbed on the spot. In anger, he called for help. Thousands of young men showed up and besieged the guy surrounded by black mist.

Lightning flashed and the massacre began.

Corpses littered the fields, rivers of blood flowed, and wailing screams spread in all directions.

I don't know how long it took, but only the guy surrounded by black mist was still standing in the field. Everyone else was dead. The whole head of the flaming guy was forcefully pulled off.

A big hand grabbed it, and then...

He woke up.

The stiff eyelids slowly opened, and Parker felt as if he was lying on the bed, as if his body was not his own.

In his line of sight, a face almost identical to his appeared. He had dyed hair and was a bit older.

Well, a little decadent and fat.

"Damn it, is this a dream again?"

Parker murmured, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

A group of people looked at each other. Middle-aged Parker shook his shoulder, but the latter just didn't want to wake up.

"He seems to think he is still dreaming..."

The middle-aged Parker clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "It's understandable. After all, I'm still young. I can't accept life and death for a while. I definitely wouldn't be like this if it were me."

"Let me come, I know how to wake him up!"

Deadpool stepped forward and unbuttoned his belt.

He could see clearly that Parker seemed to think that he was dreaming, and this good opportunity must not be missed.

As for Parker waking up midway and realizing that he was not dreaming...

Wouldn't that be more exciting?

Bang!

Russell blew on the muzzle of the gun and handsomely inserted it back behind him. Next to him was Miles, who was peeping his head.

The young man's forehead was full of questions. Where was such a big sand eagle hidden?

"Hmph, I have a way to make him realize the reality."

Gwen, who had been silent all this time, knelt down, took out a pair of small scissors from nowhere, and clicked them on Parker's handsome blond hair.

The leaves were fallen by the autumn wind, but within a short time, Parker's blond hair was missing pieces, and it looked miserable.

"I tried my best."

Seeing that Parker was still unconscious, Gwen put away the scissors, clapped her hands and walked to stand next to him.

Nothing else, I just feel uncomfortable when I see this cheerful blond hair. Everyone is Spider-Man. Why does Parker have such a handsome hairstyle?

This isn't fair!

Russell looked at it and shook his head repeatedly. Deadpool's vile virus is really terrifying. A good girl went crazy in just half a day.

"You bunch of scum, get out of the way."

Russell pushed the useless scumbag away, picked up Parker who couldn't wake up, slapped a few big-eared scrapers on him.

The effect was outstanding, and Parker woke up instantly.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"The pain is not a dream, Peter Parker, welcome back to the world."

Russell said, throwing Parker to the ground: "This is New York, not hell, you have been resurrected."

"I...you..."

Looking at Russell's face, Parker frowned and thought deeply. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere before. Suddenly, the figure surrounded by black mist overlapped perfectly with Russell's.

"It was you who broke into hell, the devil in the mouth of the devil, and you killed everyone!"

"..."

Next to him, Miles fainted, middle-aged Parker and Gwen silently lowered their heads to look for ants, Deadpool squatted on the ground and drew circles, and Duan Xinlan looked at Russell's back thoughtfully.

"Young man, don't jump to conclusions."

Russell slapped Parker on the trembling shoulder: "You have just been resurrected, and your mind is still a little confused. You can't distinguish between dreams and reality, true and false, so... it's best to go through your head before speaking."

Parker: "..."

Makes sense!

Parker swallowed. No matter what the process was, his resurrection was directly related to Russell.

To put it bluntly, the 'person' in front of me is my savior, the kind who brings him back to life.

"Thanks……"

Twenty minutes later, Parker had sorted out the general situation, parallel universes, plural Spider-Man, Gwen, middle-aged Parker... and Deadpool, who had stolen his pants some time ago.

"I borrowed it. I'm wearing it now. If you want it, just ask, but I won't necessarily give it back to you."

Deadpool was extremely dissatisfied and patted Russell on the shoulder next to him: "Also, I heard that you died, so I specially found professionals to resurrect you. Such a huge favor, not to mention the promise of my body, is only ten pairs of underpants, and you still

You should thank me!"

"Thank you, thank you."

Parker's eyes twitched and he took several deep breaths to calm down. He raised his hand to touch his head and was stunned again.

Hey, where's the hair?

…

An hour later, Parker changed into a Spider-Man uniform from home and climbed the wall to the roof.

"Sorry, I suddenly revived and shocked my wife, so I wasted some time."

Parker smiled and said: "She was really scared. It took me a lot of effort to convince her that I was Parker and not some cloned dummy."

"It's only been an hour, so pitiful."

Deadpool whispered, which immediately attracted Parker's glare, and the middle-aged Parker's...glare.

"In addition to the super collider, I also have some personal reasons for the arrival of two people from other universes."

Parker apologized: "When I was preventing the dimensional channel from opening, I was pushed in by the Green Goblin. It was for this reason that everyone was implicated."

Middle-aged Parker and Gwen both said it didn't matter, Parker was not at fault, and the trip was quite interesting.

It would be even more perfect without Deadpool and Russell.

"I have a detailed plan here about how to shut down the super collider, destroy its internal systems, and send you back to your original universe."

Parker waved to Miles: "I made a small program, called the overwrite key. It was originally intended to directly delete the data of the collider. Now it seems that I have to modify it slightly."

"that……"

Miles frowned and took out what Parker called the overwrite key. Except that it was broken, there was nothing wrong with it.

The young man blames himself very much. Parker entrusted him with important tasks before his death. He suddenly transitioned from an ordinary high school student to a savior. The change was so fast that he couldn't accept it for a while.

In order to master the superpower as soon as possible, he learned from Spider-Man in the comics and first practiced swinging.

As expected, it failed. He fell from a tall building and broke the overwrite key.

"It doesn't matter, I can make a new, very simple small program, and it will be compiled in a few minutes."

Parker offered words of comfort. At that time, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, so he entrusted his future to Miles. Now that I think about it, it was indeed inappropriate.

Moreover, now that he has been resurrected, this responsibility should be shouldered again.

The middle-aged Parker was deeply shocked when he heard this. The "self" in this world is young, handsome, has a first-class mind, has a successful career, and has a happy family, but he...

In comparison, he is a tragedy.

"Wade, you should be able to send them all back, right?"

"certainly."

"But you don't want to do that because it's too boring."

"certainly!"
To be continued...